I’m yet to sleep…
I feel worse than being stuck in a tent at music on the hill in pouring rain in a ditch when I nearly had a panic attack… my paranoia levels are so fucking high right now and I’m in my own fucking bed.
Reasons for said paranoia include horrific wind and rain, plastic roofing stuff creating a racket on the new extension where the tiles aren’t on, a piece of the plastic half off of my window blowing backwards and forwards causing a tapping on my window, the radiator making noises cos of air locks, a horrible buzzing sound which sounds like a fly but it’s not (think it’s the wind going through the small hole where the plastics falling off the window) and then on top of all this there’s the scurrying in the loft above me and below which declares the fact the rats are back in the loft and cavity walls. All of this plus over noises I do not know what’s making them is making me freak the fuck out more so than my previous worst night of my life…
